I made
my way home after a surprisingly quiet night shift and was surprised to find I
was driving home behind our nutty neighbour. What was she doing in Canterbury
at 8am this morning? If we were on speaking terms I would ask her. He got home
and I made a point of laughing at her attempt to park her car. She is an odd
woman; she seems utterly unable to learn. She simply cannot park her car to
save her life. When parallel parking she often has he car at (quite literally) right angles to the
pavement. And her piano playing is abysmal. She has been playing the piano and
parking her car for over ten years, and she is as bad at both today as on the
first time she tried either.
I was
rather pleased to see my little dog sitting on the back of the sofa when I got home.
For all that he’s getting better he still is reluctant to jump. I’m taking his
having jumped onto the back of the sofa to be a good sign. Mind you on seeing
me he wouldn’t stop barking until we went for a walk.
We went
round the park. As we walked I got talking with a Polish chap. He was casing
the river to find a good fishing spot. I think that river would be difficult to
fish; for him doubly so as he was using a sea fishing rod. (For those of my loyal readers who are not of
a piscatorial bent, a river fishing rod is a gentle thing of elegance. A sea
fishing rod looks like a broomstick with a rope tied to the end).
I’d
forgotten about the Saturday jog-a-thon round the park but we seemed to have
been early enough to miss most of it. As the joggers started we adjourned to
the co-op field where we narrowly missed OrangeHead.
We came
home to find next door was clanging her piano. I scoffed a bit of toast, then
took myself off to bed for the morning. After a couple of hours I got up, we
had cake and coffee then we took "Furry Face TM"
out. "er indoors TM" had some geo-maintenance to
do, and me and my dog came along for the ride. Whilst we were out we popped in
to visit Cheryl and Lacey. Cheryl wasn’t happy – they’d been swimming at
Ashford International Hotel’s pool. It was cheaper than the sports centre, they
had the place to themselves, but they’d left in a hurry when they found a turd
floating in the Jacuzzi.
We then
went round to spend the afternoon with Drew and Anita. They were having a
garden party to raise money for some charity or other. We had a good afternoon
chatting with friends, eating cake, and playing with small model steam engines.
Small model steam engines are surprisingly good fun.
"er indoors TM" boiled up a rather
good bit of tea, then shoved off to the Saturday film night. I stayed home and
polished walking boots and programmed “Hannah”
whilst watching “Star Trek: Insurrection”.
I’d not seen that film for a while, it was rather good. “Alien” is on now. I shall go to bed; that film frightens me…
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